Effervescent
A Micro-Fiction Story By Birithivy Yogaratnam
Her hazel eyes gazed at mine, while we held hands by the Seine river. We danced the night away, having not a care in the world. The wind blew gently, caressing our pirouetting souls, under a night sky full of glowing stars. We walked along the cobblestone path, hearing the water meditatively flowing against the stone walls. What a beautiful night, one of many for years to come. It doesn’t get better than this. As the French say: “La vie est un sommeil, l’amour en est le rêve.” How sweet love is. How beautiful the feeling.
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Nice story